She long sewed for this stars-boy the coat of superman...
As Juju, just filled, it's over multi-coloured stars...
Such last strokes-elements have appeared magic...
Yesterday's dreams proceeds as support now,
With Strauss's waltzes march.. and it's, night flight
Is go on at this morning, as morning greetings ours ...
Chimerically innovative, to say the very least, young lady....I'm with Sadi, on his comment, below me....I'm a darkside....abstract & impulsive writer...but you got me beat...teach me yir' majique dear maiden, from Capital City, Tbilisi, Georgia! FjR ***
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I would like to translate this poem
The sentence formation here Tsira is just magic - - how do you do it - - this is very good to read aloud.... a 10 + ++ from Fay; ..xx